File: American.truck.simulator.v1.46.3.2s.incl.... -

Elias wasn't a gamer by trade; he was a night-shift security guard who spent twelve hours a day staring at static hallways. He bought the simulator because he missed the open road—the version of it he’d known before his knees gave out and his commercial license was revoked.

"Who is this?" Elias typed into the game’s console command, his heart hammering against his ribs.

Elias froze. 1.46.3 was part of the file name he’d just installed. He looked at the chat box. Empty. He checked his Discord. Offline.